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An Extract Piece of the Story, "Q and A"

By the time my ear caught the sound of Bach's Das Wohltemperierte Klavier 1, I was fully awake.

The sound stopped. I pulled my body up, and moved my legs, and stepped on the floor.

As I walked across the room to the kitchen, I kicked the paper book of "Norwegian Woods".

The kitchen already prepared a piece of toasted budget, the exact 10g of butter and breakfast supplemental cube.

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